EAMON POV
I arrived at Alpha Philip's territory with a sense of urgency gnawing at my gut. The convoy of cars came to a halt, and I wasted no time stepping out, my heart pounding in my chest. I needed answers, and I needed them now.What had caused her to run away? Why was she avoiding me?I stormed into the main den, my eyes searching for Alpha Philip. "Where is she?" I demanded, my voice a low growl. "Where's Isadora?"Alpha Philip looked genuinely puzzled. "She was here," he replied, his tone tinged with concern. "It's like she disappeared. I've asked my men to look, but we can't find her anywhere."My fists clenched at my sides as I struggled to contain my anger. "Don't tell me bullshit," I roared, my voice echoing through the air. "She's pregnant with my child. She shouldn't be wandering around on her own, with my heir in her womb."Alpha Philip's eyes flickered with a hint of amusement, and it only fueled my frustration further. "I tried to talk to her, but she said she needed time alone to think."Time alone to think? Think about what? What is she thinking about? Why would she run away from me, from us? I couldn't understand what had changed so suddenly. Had I done something to push her away?My mind raced with a thousand possibilities, each one more outrageous than the last. Her attitude had been different ever since last morning, even though we made love the previous night. Could she have overheard my conversation with Victor? Could that be the reason for all this attitude?"No, no, no," that can't be the case. I don't believe that. If she did, the consequences would be far greater than this, I muttered to myself. I had to get this idea out of my head. Besides, the doors of my study are soundproof; there's no way she heard a thing. It must be the pregnancy causing her mood swings.I turned to my men, my voice tight with tension. "Spread out, find her," I ordered. "I want her found, no matter what it takes."My men nodded, dispersing in different directions, determined to carry out my orders. But as the minutes turned into hours, there was no sign of Isadora. It was as if she had truly vanished into thin air like smoke, leaving me to grapple with my own insecurities and fears.The weight of the situation bore down on me, and I couldn't help but feel like a caged animal, desperate to break free. I had never felt so out of control, so helpless in the face of uncertainty.As the sun began to set, I found myself standing at the edge of a cliff, my eyes scanning the horizon in a futile attempt to catch a glimpse of Isadora. The wind howled around me, carrying with it a sense of desperation and longing."Isadora, where are you?" I yelled out, my voice carried away by the wind. "Please, come back to me. I need my baby."But there was no response, only the echo of my own voice bouncing back at me. The wilderness seemed to swallow her up, leaving me in a state of anguish and despair.As the night fell, I knew that I couldn't give up. I would search for her, no matter how long it took. I would tear through the darkness, face every danger, and climb every mountain if it meant finding her.With a renewed sense of determination, I turned away from the cliff and headed back to my men. "We keep looking," I said firmly. "You don't stop until we find her."The command echoed through the air like thunder, sending a shockwave of urgency through the entire pack. The desperation in my voice was evident as I turned to Victor, my beta and second in command."Victor, we need the best trackers this city has to offer," I declared, the urgency in my voice palpable. "I want every capable werewolf on the hunt for Isadora. No expense spared. She is out there somewhere, and we cannot afford to lose her. Bring her back to me, alive and in one piece!"Victor's eyes widened in understanding, recognizing the gravity of the situation. "Consider it done, Alpha," he replied with unwavering loyalty. "I'll gather the most skilled trackers in the city, and we'll bring her back to you.""Alive and in one piece," I emphasized, my voice firm. "Anyone who successfully brings her back unharmed will receive a reward fit for the legends: one hundred gold bars!"The excitement rippled through the packs as the word spread. A single gold bar was enough to turn even the most indifferent werewolf into a relentless hunter. Golden bars, the stuff of dreams, each worth a fortune in their own right. The mere thought of possessing such wealth sent a thrill through every werewolf's veins.The city buzzed with the hype of the manhunt, and soon, the most skilled and ruthless trackers were assembled, eager to claim the legendary prize. They were fierce, cunning, and determined, each one believing that they would be the one to bring Isadora back to me.The best trackers in the city were summoned, each one renowned for their skills in finding even the most elusive of prey. They gathered around Victor, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, eager to prove their worth and claim the coveted prize.With the scent of Isadora still fresh in the air, the trackers set off, their senses honed and their determination unwavering. They left no stone unturned, following every trail and scouring every inch of the city. The hunt was on, and the city became a playground for their skills and expertise.As they set out into the wilderness, the hunt took on a life of its own. Rumors of the legendary reward spread like wildfire, drawing even more attention and interest. It was a competition of wits and strength, a race against time to find the elusive Luna.The city's atmosphere crackled with anticipation, each werewolf driven by the allure of the reward and the desire to prove themselves worthy of such wealth. The streets were abuzz with talk of the hunt, with everyone speculating on who would be the one to claim the golden bars.Meanwhile, I paced back and forth, my heart torn between fear and hope. The throne, the power, none of it mattered if I couldn't have Isadora by my side. She was the missing piece in my life, the one who is carrying my heir. Without an heir to succeed me, I'll never be crowned king.As the night stretched on, the city remained alive with the hunt. The air crackled with energy, the promise of the grand reward fueling their determination.The moon shone down on us with a haunting glow, mocking our futile efforts. Every second that passed felt like an eternity, each minute without Isadora sending shockwaves of panic through my soul."She can't be far!" I yelled, my frustration boiling over. "Search every inch of this wilderness! I want her found, and I want her found now!"The wind howled around us like a chorus of wailing spirits, as if even the elements mourned the loss of Isadora. My heart pounded in my chest, and every beat echoed her name. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions - fear, regret, anger, and love, all clashing in a chaotic symphony.Find her, or you'll have me to answer to!" I warned my men, my eyes blazing with an intensity that matched the fire within my soul.We pushed on, driven by a fierce determination and the adrenaline that surged through our veins. The darkness of the night seemed to stretch on forever, but I refused to succumb to despair. Isadora had to be out there, somewhere, and I couldn't rest until she was safe in my arms again."Isadora!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the trees. "Please, come back to me! I can't live without you. I need you!"With every step, my desperation grew, and the thought of losing my throne paled in comparison to the thought of losing her. Isadora was my heart, my soul, and the love of my life. Losing her meant losing everything.Suddenly, a glimmer of hope appeared in the distance. A faint trail of her golden wristwatch on the floor, a sign that Isadora had been there. My heart soared with anticipation, and I urged my men to follow the trail with renewed vigor."We're getting closer!" I cried, my voice cracking with emotion. "Keep going!"As we closed in on the trail, I could feel Isadora's presence, like a magnetic force pulling me towards her. My heart raced, and a mix of fear and relief washed over me. My heart beating uncontrollably like a mad beast threatening to escape its cage.ISADORA POVSlowly opening my eyes to a sight of unfamiliar surroundings, my eyes spinning, slowly regained focus. I was lying on a soft bed in what seemed to be a cozy cabin. Confusion and disorientation clouded my mind as I tried to piece together how in hell I had ended up here."Where am I?" I mumbled, my voice weak from exhaustion, as I struggled to get into a sitting position.A young woman with wild, chestnut hair and sharp, curious eyes walked in front of me. She had a kind face, but there was a hint of mystery and resilience about her. "You're safe," she said, offering me a reassuring smile. "I found you unconscious in the woods, and I brought you here to rest properly.""Who are you?" I asked, my memory slowly returning. "And how did you find me?""My name is Lisa," she answered, sitting down beside the bed. "I live alone in the woods, and I happened to come across you while I hunted for meat. When I saw you were pregnant and unconscious, I couldn't leave you there. It looked
EAMON'S POVMy heart raced as I continued my desperate search for Isadora, her scent lingering in the air, leading me deeper into the forest. I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, not when she held the key to my throne. The prospect of finally finding her filled me with both excitement and anxiety."She can't be far," I muttered to myself, my breath visible in the cold night air. "I can feel her presence."The chase had taken an unexpected turn, and I knew that time was of the essence. With every step, the connection between Isadora and me grew stronger.As I followed the trail, I came across a man who seemed to be in a hurry. His eyes darted nervously as he spotted me. He had a look of triumph in his eyes, as if he held the key to my salvation, and before I could say a word, he blurted out, "You're Eamon, the soon-to-be Alpha King, right?" He said it with a smirk.I nodded, trying to contain my impatience. "Is there a problem?"The stranger's smile widened, and he crossed his arm
ISADORA POVAs we finally reached the outskirts of Aleoria, the neighboring town, our bodies were weary from the long run. Lisa and I knew we needed a moment of respite. We slowed our pace, our breaths still heavy, and took in the sight of the town with a mixture of relief and caution."Let's find a place to rest for a while," Lisa suggested, her voice slightly breathless. "We can't keep running like this; besides, your condition demands it."I nodded in agreement, my heart grateful for the chance to catch our breath. As we walked into the town, the curious gaze of its inhabitants fell upon us. I could feel their eyes studying us, assessing the strangers who had ventured into their midst. We walked through the streets, searching for a place where we could find rest and refuge—a quiet corner where we could sit down and gather our thoughts.As we settled in a small inn, I turned to Lisa, curiosity tugging at my thoughts. "Lisa, can I ask you something? How did you end up living as a rogu
EAMON POVThe council meeting was in full swing, discussions echoing off the chamber walls as my pack members shared updates and strategies on retrieving Isadora. I sat at the head of the table, my mind divided between the matters at hand and the ever-present ache in my heart for Isadora. The search for her had consumed my thoughts, driving my decisions and fueling my determination."Alpha Eamon," Victor's voice cut through the chatter, bringing my attention back to the meeting. His expression was grave, and his eyes locked onto mine with a seriousness that made my pulse quicken.I leaned forward, the tension in the room obvious. "What is it, Victor?"He cleared his throat, his gaze unwavering. "We've received reliable information about Isadora's whereabouts, but I'm afraid I don't have good news."My heart skipped a beat, a rush of adrenaline surging through me. "Where is she? Is she okay?"Victor's words hit me like a punch to the gut. "She's in the custody of Alpha Jack, leader of t
ISADORA POVThe dungeon's cold and damp atmosphere wrapped around us like a suffocating embrace as Alpha Jack's men led Lisa and me down a set of stone steps. The torchlight flickered on the rough-hewn walls, casting eerie shadows that danced around us."Welcome to your temporary abode!" one of the men sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.I exchanged a glance with Lisa, a mixture of frustration and unease bubbling within me. "Temporary or not, we don't belong here," I retorted, my voice laced with defiance.Another man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, the Luna of Aeloria speaks," he taunted. "How poetic. Pity the Alpha's mate isn't here to witness your grand entrance."Lisa's grip on my arm tightened, her fingers digging into my skin. I could sense her frustration and anger, mirroring my own. We were captives in a game we never signed up for, and the jeers of Alpha Jack's men only fueled our determination to escape this predicament."We won't be here for long
EAMON'S POVI paced back and forth in the dimly lit study, holding a glass of whisky in my palm. My heart hammered against my chest, anxiety clawing at my thoughts. The rescue operation had taken longer than expected, and every second that passed without news about Isadora's safety only intensified my worry.Victor sat in a chair nearby, pouring himself a drink, the bottle on the table, his typically stern expression etched with concern. The tension in the room was palpable, and the minutes felt like an eternity."Where are they?" I muttered, my voice edged with frustration. "They should have returned by now."Victor, unhappy about not leading the rescue, spoke up. "Eamon, we have to trust Luka and the others. They're doing everything they can to bring Isadora back safely."I ran a hand through my hair, the worry etched across my features. "I know, Victor, but I can't help but feel this overwhelming sense of dread. Isadora's life is in danger, and I should be out there with them."Befo
Eamon's PovThe day of Luka's funeral arrived, a somber and overcast sky matching the heavy hearts of the pack. We had gathered in the pack's ceremonial grounds, where a makeshift altar had been set up, adorned with flowers and candles. Isadora watched from the window of her chamber, her friend Lisa standing beside her, their eyes filled with sadness and guilt. She hadn't said much since her return, she was always locked in and her friend Lisa did the running around for her, I could see that Luka's sacrifice weighed heavily on her, or maybe it was more, coupled up with our relationship issues and baby on the way .As Alpha, it was my duty to honor those who had fallen in the line of duty. Luka had given his life to protect Isadora, and he deserved a hero's farewell, it's the least I could do, people misunderstand me most times including Isadora but I'm just only trying to put my pack first . The pack warriors stood in formation all dressed up in the fire wolf pack uniform , their head
EAMON'S POV As we retreated from the scene of chaos and violence, the adrenaline coursing through our veins began to ebb, replaced by a somber awareness of the inevitable consequences of our actions. I glanced at Victor, my closest confidant, his face bearing the weight of our ruthless retaliation.Victor's voice was low, filled with a mix of concern and conviction. "Alpha, we've sent a clear message tonight. Alpha Jack will retaliate, and it won't be just any retaliation. Are you prepared for what's coming?"I nodded, my jaw clenched with determination. "We knew this would come. Off course We are ready for whatever he throws at us. Luka's death cannot go unanswered." Victor's gaze held mine, unwavering loyalty in his eyes. "Then we stand together, Alpha, against the storm that approaches."The journey back to our pack's territory was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of our boots against the forest floor. The weight of our actions pressed down on us, the knowle